Not even an hour into Mare Imbrium’s two-week-long night, Commander Gordon Gooch III was snoring through the end of the world.

I’m proud to be a CopyKat. No, scrub that crap. To be proud, I’d have to care about what you tiny wittle mousies think.

Micah looked up and saw the contrast of blues on the horizon.

The helicopter was a patchwork of mottled camouflage contrasting with the flat black sections where it had been repaired.

The year is 2096. The setting could be anywhere. You won't be alive then. Read on.

The boy scout looked clean, even his hair. The jeans were worn but clean and the brown scout shirt almost new.

Chains and ropes creaked on the other side of the great gate. Beyond, Grade could hear the sounds of life and livestock, mingling with the rain.

I stand in the elevator, watch the floors click past: 22, 23, 24. Outside, the sweeping vista of Singapore’s neon nightscape flashes and sparkles.

I am thirty five years old. Two candle flames dance, reflected in Linda's pupils. I brush her hair.

I crossed the boundary line, entering familiar space as each breath of morning air drew knives into my lungs.

A human can survive twenty-one days without food. A snake can survive months, a crocodile a year.

This will be the last time I speak to you. As we stand here, the sun beats down; we have not seen night for months now.

There it was again – that smell. Barrick glanced at his father.

The sun rose over the mountains. Although, one could hardly call those the mountains.

The old man's eyes slowly opened, revealing the misty gray remnants of a wise soldier that once was.

Academic conferences are notorious for being done on the cheap. Travel budgets for faculty are usually paltry.

Joss McIntyre sat on his favorite knoll and looked down at The Camp spread below in the small steep-walled valley.

When the impending heatwave was announced, my first thought was that this would be an opportunity to move in with Dahlia. 

It was a freezing day in November, so cold that even the protestors had stayed at home for once.

War came in the summer like a heat wave.